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In less than three cups of tea, the two women in black stopped. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Being carried, with limited vision, and a black veil covering his head, everything was hazy.

Four maidservants came, their bodies were shocked, and they were replaced, and the two women in black were fleeting, and they didn't even give them a chance to smile.

Replaced by four people, Xiao Yunjin could only face the sky on his back, and saw the blurred starlight and blurred clouds.

Soon, I walked into a long covered bridge, with windows and green leaves and red flowers.

It's up the stairs.

"First-order, two-order ......"

It's a long time!

When Xiao Yunjin counted to the ninety-ninth step, his eyes lit up.

"Have you arrived?"

She blinked her stinging eyes, thinking secretly.

It's here!

She lay down on a soft couch with just the right pillow.

Overhead, a large nine-story caisson well, the pattern is exquisite, there are flowers, there are birds, in the middle is the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang.

A familiar smell greeted you.

"Jin'er, how are you?"

A figure walked over, his tone warm.

With the candlelight on his back, the figure is so long, so tall, so handsome.

That's right, it's the man she thinks about for a while, her emperor Yelu Longxu of the Great Liao Khitan!

This moment-

Xiao Yunjin's tears welled up.

He took two quick steps, came to the couch, stretched out his arms, and grabbed her, tightly, a little breathless.

For a long time, the two of them did not speak, letting the tears flow together, the blood was hot together, and the hearts were close together.

"The slave and maid are injured and can't serve the emperor."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said it, this is something in a sentence.

"I know, I just wanted to talk to you."

As he spoke, a few strange flushes flashed on the young man's face, and he smiled lightly, still a young man.

"Yes, I can only speak, I'm no longer beautiful."

shed two more lines of tears, my daughter's heart, I can't guess.

"Don't talk nonsense, you will always be the most beautiful in my eyes."

As he spoke, Yelu Longxu raised his hand and stroked the few strands of messy black hair behind Xiao Yunjin's ears, nodded on the red cherry mouth, took off his boots, climbed onto the couch, and lay down, facing each other.

The daughter's face turned red and curled up in a ball, like a kitten that always likes to stick in her arms.

The two bodies hugged each other tightly.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

She smiled reluctantly, and clung to his chest in a lying position, gently, hotly.

He stared at her.

"Are you scared?"

Yelu Longxu asked suddenly.

In this regard, Xiao Yunjin didn't speak, just shook his head, lowered his head and twisted the corners of his clothes.

"Look, how beautiful the night is today."

Yelu Longxu gently pulled Xiao Yunjin's jade shoulder, allowing her to look out the window.

I don't know when, the moon came up, like a tender pool of pure water.

He wrapped his hands around her slender waist behind him, and her body trembled slightly, echoing his breath.

Three shifts have been missed at night.

The night breeze blew, and the material was steep.

A small chamberlain walked in, quietly lowered the layers of veils, and then quietly retreated.

The two of them, faintly, like clouds and fog, didn't speak for a long time.

There was a warm breath blowing through the white and tender neck, and it was him, and his heart was like numbness.

"I've wronged you."

Finally, he said, his deep voice mixed with infinite regret.

"It's not all because of you."

Only these four words made Xiao Yunjin's depression and pain for days like a spurting spring, accompanied by violent vibrations, tears gushing like springs, and he was speechless.

He was silent, wrenched over her body, and lay on his chest.

Let's cry.

After a long time, she looked up at him, and he was looking at her with dementia.

In an instant, the fierce aura attacked each other's minds, blurred, and out of control.

"Is that okay?"

Beg.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of death."

Vehement.

The two young bodies were entangled again, colliding, pandering, fighting, killing, where to care about what to cook tomorrow.

Ink clouds dragged the rain over the West Building. The water flows eastward. Evening smoke harvest. The remnant sun outside the willow shines back on the curtain hook. Wushan is really good tonight, the flowers have not fallen, and the wine is new.

The beauty smiled and turned her eyes. Moonflower shy. Hold the golden ou. The song fan lingers in the wind, blowing away a spring sorrow. Let's ask the partners in Jiangnan, who is like me, drunk Yangzhou.

At the moment of the spring night, the rain disperses and the clouds stop.

Both of their bodies were washed in water, and the air was filled with the smell of grass sprouts.

"Does it hurt?"

Asked softly.

"Hmm."

It has long been as soft as cotton, and shy as a stamen after rain.